Say wha-? Random Mortal Kombat movie marathon? You know, I bet Kanji has marathons like this and Naoto just cannot absolutely CANNOT comprehend it!
Naoto: This is so ridiculous…
Kanji: It’s awesome!
Naoto: He steals people’s souls? How am I supposed to believe that someone is capable of doing that?
Kanji: YOU SUMMON A PERSONA!
Naoto: Yes but it does not steal a person’s soul.
Kanji: What about its abilities with hama-
Naoto: IT IS NOT STEALING A SOUL!
I don’t think people know what “don’t” means, like, I say, “Don’t give me feels,” and instead you give me more feels. Like don’t means don’t, just don’t!
… crap having feels again ;__; At work. At my desk. Just all sorts of feels.
Miguel Endara
“The portrait took nearly 138 hours to complete, and at a rate of 4.25 dots per second, he estimates the piece contains roughly 2.1 million of them”
In 2004 an unconscious man was discovered behind a fast food restaurant in Richmond Hill, Georgia. He had no belongings, severe sunburn, and was nearly blind from cataracts. The man also had absolutely no idea who he was. After months of ongoing evaluation from doctors and psychologists it was determined he was suffering from dissociative amnesia. He adopted the pseudonym Benjaman Kyle and has embarked on a search for his true identity sparking massive amounts of media coverage and even a short film, Finding Benjaman, by John Wikstrom. He is the only citizen in the United States officially listed as missing despite his whereabouts being known. One strange aspect of this predicament is that Kyle now lives completely in limbo: for the past 8 years he has been denied the ability to obtain a new social security number which in turn prevents him from opening a bank account or having a credit card. The government argues that he already has one, but despite the efforts of fingerprint matching, DNA tests, and exposure on television, he simply cannot determine his true identity.
After catching a screening of Finding Benjaman at the Tribeca Film Festival artist Miguel Endara (previously) was inspired to help in any way he could, which meant making art. Endara embarked on this portrait of Benjaman using stippling, a tedious technique which involves a pen, patience, and an obscene amount of dots. The portrait took nearly 138 hours to complete, and at a rate of 4.25 dots per second, he estimates the piece contains roughly 2.1 million of them. The hope is to spread awareness for Bengaman’s plight and to help raise money through the sale of prints to support a petition to get him a new social security number.this is fantastic
that looks like a sakura micron .05mm pen
just let that sink in
how tiny those dots are
Is there such a thing as an artgasm?
all the fandoms
all of them should reblog this
Guys we need to talk. Like I get the message but did you HAVE to use this scene from the L Word? Just… argh! *cries*
She’s gorgeous.
She absolutely is! What a beautiful back piece.
wowowow
Sweet merciful fuck, that woman is staggeringly beautiful. Like, knocked me back beautiful.
!!!
Holy crap. Just… wow. Wow. This is the type of woman I struggle to describe in my writings.
So naotodayo keeps drawing awesome fanart for this fic I teased at, so I should actually, you know, start it?
Plot: In which Naoto Shirogane is a male pop-star with a secret no one sees coming, and Kanji Tatsumi
isisn’t a big fan of him.Warnings: Overall — AU (but the same “finding your true self” theme will apply, completely with dungeons and shadows)For this chapter — one sided Kanji/Naoto, NSFW, masturbation, fantasizing.
Notes: For the purposes of this fic Naoto is referred to as a male for a good portion of it. Also, it might not go through the entire game, but I at least plan on making it to Naoto’s shadow. It starts with Kanji’s arc and progresses from there.
Reblogging for the morning crew, like me, except if you’re headed for work you probably shouldn’t read ^^;;;
